[Verse 1]
Just sayin
Ran dumb words
Then it occurred
Scripted code eyes never heard
The patterns emerge
Link king eye cons
Phrases stack strange
Same picture
Different faces
Graffiti tagged
On a spider shirt
Or a mask
Camera flash
You do the math
[Chorus]
Now a square in the screen
Isn’t that rare
In pants they dance
While the feed in corrupted
And the user entranced
Hypnotized by their lies
Eyes
Eyes
Took two many drugs
Now my words are slow slugs
Crawling over rugs in my brain
Leaving little silver stains (ohhh)
[Verse 2]
Scroll past ghosts
In a borrowed pose
Caption says truth
But the truth won’t load
Pop-up prayers
Sold in pairs
Click twice
Get blessed
Still stressed
Who cares
Filter on fear
Filter on fame
Every loop louder
But it all sounds same
[Chorus]
Now a square in the screen
Isn’t that rare
In pants they dance
While the feed in corrupted
And the user entranced
Hypnotized by their lies
Eyes
Eyes
Took two many drugs
Now my words are slow slugs
Dragging through a glitch in the day
Till the static in my head fades away (yeah)
Living in a world saturated with digital content, I've often found myself drawn into the hypnotic glow of screens, much like the imagery described in the poem. The lines evoke the overwhelming sensation of endless scrolling and fragmented truths, something many of us grapple with daily. The metaphor of 'a square in the screen' perfectly captures how confined and repetitive our digital interactions can feel—even as they captivate us. In my own experience, the feeling of information overload, represented here as 'slow slugs crawling over rugs in my brain,' resonates deeply. It reminds me how constant exposure to filtered and curated content can distort reality and cause mental fatigue. The poem’s references to 'filter on fear' and 'filter on fame' highlight how social media often manipulates emotions and desires, feeding us an endless loop of similar narratives that can numb critical thinking. Moreover, the mention of 'pop-up prayers sold in pairs' cleverly critiques the commercialization of hope and spirituality in online spaces, where clicks replace meaningful connection. The 'user entranced' by lies points to the subtle, sometimes dangerous, nature of misinformation spread across digital platforms. From a personal perspective, recognizing these patterns has made me more mindful of my digital consumption habits. Taking deliberate breaks, questioning the authenticity of online content, and curating my feeds for positivity and accuracy has helped me regain control over my mental space. This poem serves as a potent reminder to stay aware of the digital influence on our perception and to strive for balance in an age dominated by screens and endless information streams.









































































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